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Monthly Archives: March 2015

As spring rings in its sweetness our sweet little Rachel is finally starting to grow a bit faster. The sunshine is helping I am sure, here she is waving her ear at me….. “I’m waiting on my bottle Mama, I’m not weaned yet you know!” “I like my friends Mama, why don’t you give them…

I have a pecker. At least one that I know of, anyone who keeps chickens has had a pecker too. It is so maddening. My advice to people with peckers is simple. Identify the guilty party and remove them from the flock before they teach their bad habits to others. My advice is easier to…

Does life ever get crazy for you, my fair readers? It does for me, more often than I’d care to notice or admit. Wednesday March 18th was a bit crazy. I awoke feeling perfectly rotten, drove to the dentist and had my teeth cleaned in torrential rain, came home and laid about most of the…

My husband was a professional calf roper for around 20 years. While he was pounding the rodeo trail across the American mid-west during the eighties I was braiding My Little Ponies tail and pretending to be John Wayne. In the early nineties he was winning belt buckles, saddles and cash whilst I was lip-syncing to…

Don’t click this post if slugs gross you out ~ fair warning. It has been raining for what feels like 40 days and 40 nights. Looks a bit like it too, water in the driveway, water in the yard, water on the road, water in the chicken pen, water in the garden, water falling from…

I’m not sure what is has been like in your neck of the woods but here in deep east Texas it has been raining. And raining. And raining. We have had a river flood warning for 6 days in a row. It is perfectly silly. I walked on this day in tall muck boots and…

I get a kick out of people who are afraid to let their kids get dirty. Now, I’m not saying you should let them lick the grocery cart handle, but a little honest mud (you know, dirt and water), never hurt anybody. Yes, one in a million catch some weird, awful, unheard of mud disease…